tiistai 24. helmikuuta 2015

Three nazi´s who were too crazy even for the Third Reich

During the era of the Third Reich, there was a joke about ideal Aryan specimen: "Blonde as Hitler,  tall as Goebbels, slender as Goering and muscular as Himmler." The only thing they forgot in that joke was being crazy.
Sure, nazis were not the most stable bunch of people, and the Fatherland was not what you would call a haven of mental health, not to mention their beloved Führer who also has some ”issues”, as we now know. And while insanity ruled the Reich, there were few nazi dudes that were so bat shit crazy, that even the other swastika ass clowns thought that there was something, you know, wrong with these people.

Reinhard Heydrich

 

Reinhard Tristan Eugen Heydrich was not a nice man, not at all. He was in fact a bona fide psychopath and by a diagnose of a criminologist after the war, an ambivalent schizoid. But when you are the architect of the Holocaust and the go-to-guy of everything horrible in the Third Reich, that stuff really helps. And he had nicknames and social life to go with his personality, meaning that everybody loathed and/or feared him and they called him "The Blond Beast", "The Hangman" and "The Man With The Iron Heart".
Not that Reinhard did not feel stressed by his duties as the chief of the Reich Main Security Office and Deputy Reich-Protector of Bohemia and Moravia, because he totally did. And when he needed to relieve some of that stress, he would drink himself shit faced and engage in all kinds of known perversity in whorehouses. One young officer who was forced to accompany him to one of his all night forays through Berlin bars and brothels remarked that: "no heterosexual escapade was too bizarre to Heydrich". And he needed to relieve the stress most days. When sober he was insane monster, but when drunk he was stupid asshole. In many occasions he would make rude remarks to women who in turn would get pissed off at him. At which point drunken Heydrich would start to yell that he was the chief of Gestapo and would send every motherfucker in the beerhall to the camps. And then the people in the bar would laugh his ass of the place.
Other things that he did when he needed to clear his head off work, was fly combat sorties on a Me 109 fighter, ride horses, fence or play cello (in which he, son of a musician family, was said to be world class).
There was one nickname that nobody called him to his face: "The Goat". The reason was that this murderous empty shell of a human being had ridiculously high voice and laugh. There were also rumors that Heydrich had jewish blood in his veins. True or not, he was himself tormented by this suspicion. And in drunken bouts of self hatred he would shoot and yell at his own image in mirror. There is also wild and unverified rumor that Heydrich apologized what he had done to ”his own people” on his death bed.
But "The Goat" had the dirt on everyone who was somebody in the Reich in his vault, so nobody who was somebody wanted to piss him off. If Hitler really liked to incorporate scheisse in his incestous relationship with his niece, Geli, you can bet your ass off that Heydrich had the documents in his "poison files". So when two Czhez volenteers blew his crazy ass to hell in Prague on 1942, the nazis were probably more happy to be rid off him than the allies.

Oskar Dirlewanger

 

Oskar Dirlewanger was probably the creepiest guy of all the creepy nazis with the face and German porn star name to go with that. And he knew it, and did not give a shit. This hombre was loco six ways from sunday, and on a plus side, a drunken suicidal lunatic who loved war and killing. Besides WWII he fought in the WWI and Spanish Civil War and was wounded numerous times. He was also convicted pedophile, and was thrown to the big house on 1934 after he raped 13-year old girl in a government car which he drunkenly damaged later on that same evening. To Dirlewanger that was tuesday.
So when the Reich attacked Poland and later Soviet Union, Adolf Hitler had two absolutely insane ideas: that convicted poachers would make a great anti-partisan force to the Eastern-Front and it would be really, really awesome if this dude named Oskar Dirlewanger would lead them any damn way he pleased.
He did, and oh boy, did he.
Now, the first thing that happened was that they run out of poachers. The way Oskar run his ship made sure that a lot of people were killed. Partisans, peasants, men, women, children and his own men...did not make a whole lotta difference to Dirlewanger as long as the bodies piled up. So pretty soon the ranks of his penal batallion were reinforced by common criminals - any kind of criminals: rapists, murderers and political prisoners. The second thing was that many german officers in the Eastern-Front really dug Dirlewanger, well, they hated his guts really, but Oskar was not a afraid of doing little dirty work, and they liked that. So, when the army met some resistance pocket or needed to clear area out of real or imagined partisans, Oskar and his crew would come out and just fucking level and kill everything. Well, everything but the good looking young women, those Dirlewanger sold to German officers - and buy selling I mean traded them for booze. There were established trading rates - few bottels for your own untermensch sex slave. And this was really good thing for Dirlewanger because it kept him drunk and made sure that he had protectors high up the command chain.
Sometimes Oskar wanted to have his own fun with the captured ladies, and there is somewhat unreliable eye witness testimony about Oskar and his cronies that killed captured women and made a soup out of them.


Rudolph Hess

 

Rudolph Hess was not crazy like a fox. No, he was crazy like a bat made out of crazy shit. And you can take nazi hater numero uno, Winston Churchill`s word for that. He remarked after the war that Hess was “a medical and not criminal case, and should so be regarded”.
This unstable world war I vet had a real bromance with Adolf Hitler after he heard him speak 1920 in Munich. Hess became Adolf`s personal punk bitch, and while serving a prison sentence with him after the fucked up first putch, he served as Hitler´s private personal secretary (Yeah, right. “Kommen hier, private personal secretary, meine salaten needs tossing!”) And in any case, these two became inseparetable. Hitler lovingly called Hess his “little Hessler”.
The another thing besides Hitler that Hess was totally into, was occult and astrology. He took astrology very seriously, belonged to the occult Thule -society and even mapped all the Ley- lines in the Reich. So it was clear to British intelligence that this third most powerful man in the whole Reich was a loose cannon that could be manipulated by a scheme that was almost as crazy as Hess himself.
And the man behind the plan was none other than Ian Fleming himself. Somehow they convinced the deputy Führer that the stars were aligned right way for this astrology believing doofus to take a secret solo flight to Scotland in pretense of peace talks. Hess took the bait and flew straight to captivity and did spend the rest of his miserable life in the Spandau prison.
After hearing the news, Hitler threw an epic shit fit and outlawed astrology in the Reich.